Bloody Fingers!

So today, I was kicking around the kitchen and made Vegetable Beef soup. Yummo.

The good news: it's ridinkydonk awesome.

The bad news: I almost lost a finger.

I somehow forgot (n00b!!!) that the top of the knife can be as sharp as the bottom, and my super ultra bad habit of resting my finger on the top of the blade while chopping finally bit me in the ass. I chopped the onion, went to sweep it up and noticed the blood.

A lot of blood. Like it was thick and oozy. EWWWWWWWWWWWW.

Because I was holding my hand flat it looked like my finger was hanging, so I freaked out a bit too. Since I'm one of those "1 out of 7 Americans without health insurance" all I could do was think of how much it would cost to reattach my finger. What if I couldn't afford it? Would they just chop it off? Would I be single forever because of a missing digit?

Anyhow, I rinsed off and realized that my finger was nowhere near being chopped off but seeing as I can see right down into my finger I may need some stitches. Too bad, can't afford them either =/ It's a major ouchie but we have Dora the Explorer Band-Aids so there's a silver lining.

Too bad that lining is still oozing blood. yuck.